Edathy, date, eat, ate, at, the, day, yet, hat, heat, death!
But, there is something in your soup and,
There is something on your soap;
And, i am ready to tell you something!
Anytime any day,
With new ideas from the muse of my lovely mind;
Because, Rome was not built in a day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem